Noe Padilla's house, seen from the door of my rented house in Estanzuela, Zacapa (in between my beloved old Mercedes ("Grandpa"). A Noe Padilla had seen him several times, leaving in the morning to go to your regular job as a teacher, or evening, when he returned, and sometimes in the early hours at night, when he sat in his room, in the light of all we got to buy the rich hail prepares his wife, Ruby, who also works as a teacher. The man sits there, with that quiet air that projects, read a book or chopping the keys of a typewriter old. Tall, skinny, phlegmatic, friendly face and very nice treatment, Noe, at first glance, it seemed an interesting person. Exchange greeted us "good morning, good afternoon, how are you?" Then one night the terrible heat of the peaceful Estanzuela diabetes made me forget and cross the cobblestone street to buy one of those delicious hailstorms and seize the opportunity to thank the couple of books, days before, when my wife came to Estanzuela to visit me in my exile labor, Ruby and presented him with Noe. One book was titled "The mysterious painter and Other Stories" and the name of another book not remember exactly, but consisted of a historical review of the nationally famous "Association of writers and storytellers of Estanzuela" Both posted by Noe handwriting.
I say that with much curiosity, I read "The mysterious painter and other tales", which, as its name implies, is a collection of short stories whose primary concern is the people, fields, villages, towns and The custom of small communities in the interior Guatemala. I found the stories of Noah deliciously saturated with a taste of countryside, river, mountain, people of my land with their sufferings, their joys and happiness we have, all of us, living fused with breathtaking views of the wonderful country. The stories that make up this book by Noe (one of many) have been widely honored in various literary events taking place in Guatemala. The stories (half reality, half fiction) have a unique character, and are, as it should be good literature, "great things written in simple words, its content is enormous moral and thoughtful, and feelings are aroused lines step the most beautiful emotions.
I say that with much curiosity, I read "The mysterious painter and other tales", which, as its name implies, is a collection of short stories whose primary concern is the people, fields, villages, towns and The custom of small communities in the interior Guatemala. I found the stories of Noah deliciously saturated with a taste of countryside, river, mountain, people of my land with their sufferings, their joys and happiness we have, all of us, living fused with breathtaking views of the wonderful country. The stories that make up this book by Noe (one of many) have been widely honored in various literary events taking place in Guatemala. The stories (half reality, half fiction) have a unique character, and are, as it should be good literature, "great things written in simple words, its content is enormous moral and thoughtful, and feelings are aroused lines step the most beautiful emotions.
Within minutes I will be climbing into my car to address tired Estanzuela, where I will be one or two days. When you can get (in three hours or so), after leaving the suitcase on the couch, I'll cross the cobblestone street again to take a shower the Dona prepares Ruby, and to greet my neighbor, writer, and strongly ask do me the honor of autographing the copy he gave me "The mysterious artist and other stories."
